Why could this virus

not make some people turn mute?

That is one I’d gladly spread!

~

Would that those spreading

the virus of blame, shame and

misinformation went mute. 

“If you can’t be kind,

be quiet” If we took this

to heart, you’d hear a pin drop.

~

If a pin is dropped,

but no one’s there to hear it,

does it make a sound?

Must we all endure

some great terrible crisis

to learn what is important?

~

To focus on the

shortage of toilet paper

or not becomes the question.

In line, on line or

out of line, we are all still

strangely connected.

~

 People will connect

any way they can work out

being social animals.

What if the proposed

 hush money had been put to

a different use earlier?

~

What possible use

could that money have been spent;

paying pandemic planners?

While the whole house sleeps

the only soul that’s stirring

finds his moment of quiet.

~

If you have pets, it’s

 just a moment; then nonstop

  pleas for attention begin.

Doing the right thing

often goes unrewarded

and sometimes gets ridiculed.

~

Yet there are always

those who find the strength to do

what’s right anyway.

Right now we’re focused

on hand sanitizers when

mouth sanitizers would help.

~

No antiseptic

can hope to contain the spread

of some fool’s noxious wind.

The new March Madness?

A basketball tournament

held in empty stadiums?

~

A long shot it was,

but sanity did return

and March Madness was dispelled.

When you finally

can catch a breath, remember

to savour the chance.

~

And in breathing deep,

remember that the labour

was, too, a thing to savour.

You’ll know burn-out when

a sudden separation

yields no feeling but relief.

~

Sometimes it’s just time

to book it and write a more

fulfilling chapter.

Where do we turn when

the tried and true go untried

or might not be true.

~

Use the tried and true,

but also go with your gut;

a layered defense is best.

Social distancing

slows the spread of viruses

but what about toxic thoughts?

~

Toxic thoughts can go

viral too through our unwise 

use of social media.

In your considered

opinion, how many Trumps

does it take to manage Mitch?

~

No one can manage

unmanageable egos…

even infinite Donalds.

Often fate steps in,

takes the reins, and drives us where

we would never choose to go.

~

Sometimes, it seems, fate

knows us better than we know

and provides us what we need.

What will this day bring –

good news or bad to those whose 

hope filled dreams are spiraling?

~

We can’t hope to judge

this day’s news, as good or ill,

’til time reveals the flavor.

Here we are, again;

clay… beneath the potter’s thumbs…

hope he ain’t makin’ ashtrays!

~

The quality of

the clay will have much to say

about what the potter makes.